The Leads 405 XXI. There was—a service. “I’m sorry, ma’am, to seem the cause of any disturbance, but this,” he pointed to Anna, “is my wife. The theme was a masquerade. Having accomplished his intent, Gerald let the lad go and had himself driven back to Stratton Street. He meditated, and began a new paragraph.
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